The Five Alphas And Me
I am Berries Andres Mary Ulrika. Eighteen years old. Short for Bam. Two years ago, my real parents sold me to my new parents, but I’m fine now. Actually fine. Because I’m no longer alone, and for the first time, I feel important. And here I am, standing in front of four guys. Not just guys though. They’re the famous Alphas. Higher rank. Everyone knows them. Everyone fears them. Lucky me, I guess.
“So if you don’t want us to spread it, you have to follow us. I’m sorry, we just need someone who will listen. Someone with no complaints and not pale,” the red-haired one said, laughing and scratching his head.